Ultimate Abandoned Novels & Stories

TIME: 03:00 HOURS. LOCATION: SECTOR 0 BORDER - "THE ASH LANDS." STATUS: EXILE. The world ended at the edge of Sector 9. Beyond the rusted razor-wire fence lay Sector 0, a graveyard of the Old World. It wasn't a city anymore; it was a skeleton. Collapsed skyscrapers jutted out of the toxic fog like broken ribs. The ground was covered in a thick layer of grey ash that swirled in the wind, coating everything in a ghostly pallor.

he asked. I blew on the air and just looked in front. “Nervous. But I’m believing in you that you can do it. Win or lose, at least you did your best. But it’s a dangerous game. you don’t know what will happen to you. You may break your ankle or any part of your body.” “The match on Friday will be my last fight this season.” “Why?” He laughed. “Why? Don’t you like it? so, that we can spend more time together?”

"That's huge, Eli. Did he see who it was?" "Not really. Just a shape, moving fast, dark out. But it's something. It's more than we've had in weeks." "That's really promising." A pause, and I could hear her moving around on her end, settling into something, maybe a couch, maybe a bed. "I wish my uncle's contact was moving faster on the actual footage. I keep asking him for updates and he keeps telling me it's complicated, there's some kind of storage migration happening on their end that's making it hard for him to access the older backups."

Maybe it was time for me to take the next step and work with someone to get through my own issues with everything that has and is happening around me. Matt congratulates the couple as he pulls me with him behind his desk. Matt sits me on his lap as he looks to Blake for an update. “The trail has gone cold. Ever since Amelie was hurt, there has been zero movement on the rogue front,” he says. Matt slams his hand down on his desk, “They cannot have simply disappeared,” he says as his aura starts to fill the room.

She felt lost and helpless. Avery decided to go back to her parents’ small house, hoping to find some clue about the blood pact. The moment that she entered the simple hut that her parents lived in before their death, she was a bit relieved. She can still feel their presence there as if they are still with her. Her parents' hut was far from the pack house where the Alpha and Luna were supposed to live. After Avery and James took over the position, her parents decided to live in seclusion to live in peace, far from the political strife.

The Vow of the Vacuum Ethan gasped, his "Strong Frame" collapsing onto the "Gilded" floor of the docking bay. The "Universal Audit" was "Dead." The "Sovereign-Prime" was no longer a "God-Script"; it was a "Broken Asset" tumbling in the "Null State" of orbit. "Is it over, Dad?" Thomas asked, his "Friendly" eyes wide with "Raw" relief as he stood over the "Liquidated" cooling core.

The dim glow of a single kerosene lantern flickered across the cracked concrete walls of the abandoned warehouse on the city’s outskirts. Leila hunched over a rickety wooden table, her fingers tracing the edges of a crumpled paper map. The air smelled of dust and old oil, heavy with the silence that had replaced the constant hum of devices they had all surrendered hours earlier. No phones, laptops. hidden earpieces. Nothing that could betray their location to IZO44.

Chalida gasped, clutching the cable as they swung toward a lower rooftop, "it just released its shackles. It’s free now, Pim. And it’s not done with this city." They hit the gravel of a lower rooftop, tumbling into the darkness, bruised, bleeding, and utterly anonymous. The roar of the collapsing skyscraper filled the night, a thunderous announcement that the old order was dead. Pim pulled her phone from her pocket, the screen flickering with a final, dying pulse. A single notification appeared. It wasn't a warning. It was a prompt: [System Migration Complete. User status: Discarded. Would you like to initiate a new session?]

“Oh, right. I guess you can’t force it on him.” I shake my head. My parents have tried many times and it hasn’t worked. Life isn’t like a book or a movie. Not everyone gets a happily ever after or even an epic exit scene. Some people coexist with the rest of the world, functioning on a level of minimum survival, living for themselves and not caring what the fuck they do to other people. That’s Bobby. “Do you have to write a formal letter or anything to let the fellowship people know you’ve accepted?” Quinn asks as she picks off her nail polish.

“Well, it was detailed that she didn’t appear. Is that true?” Talon had to hold back from rolling his eyes. Why was the news of his date having to cancel such a huge outrage to these people? Talon pulled his glass up to his lips without drinking any of the fluid interior of it, taking the time to limit in on the little symbol on the side of the man’s camera. It was one he didn’t recognize, clearly from a littler distribution that was looking for a few kind of gossipy scoop. Too terrible there wasn’t one to discover out about.